We'll leave you with your new found friends.We'll leave you with your new found friends. I'm sure they'll be happy to keep you company tonight. We'll be back to get you in the morning. Keep a stiff upper lip!" "Help! P-L-E-A-S-E don't leave me like this! Please let me cum! Mistress Beverly! Mistress Karen! Please! Anybody! Please! I can't stand this! Let me cum..." As Karen and Beverly walked back to the car Tommy was thrashing his head wildly and begging, but the tight bonds held his lower body perfectly immobile to the ravishing of the mindless terrors that tormented him. They were nature's most perfect torturers! An hour of this and he'd surely go mad, or die of a heart attack. But Tommy was young and strong and destined to sustain the torment of the long night. For over an hour his pitiful cries echoed across the lake and through the woods, but there was nobody to hear him, no relief from his torment. The ants did a number on him, torturing him senseless with their tiny movements and scrapings, holding him sooooo close, so very close to the edge of orgasm but not quite close enough to send him over that elusive edge. He blubbered and shook and sobbed and begged, but no mattter how close he got, the lightness of their touch and the randomness of their movements would not let him cum. If there was a hell, then he was in it. After the sun went down the activity of the ants began to abate and, blessedly, come to an end. But his ordeal was not over by a long shot! With the night came the buzzing of the mosquitos. |